Chapter 79 Exorcist General, Taoist Pioneer

Qin Hui looked at the struggling zombie, snorted coldly, threw him on the ground, and then said to Wu Zitong, "I don't care what you want to do, but if this is really done, there will definitely be no good fruit from you at that time."

Wu Zitong listened and nodded, "Don't worry, I made a special room to trap zombies in the basement of this building, and prepared special masks and gloves for him. And I have specially designed this building, and there will never be any problems.

Qin Hui listened and nodded after looking at the small door of the room and a small door hole that had not been opened. At this time, the zombie hid behind Wu Zitong and avoided Qin Hui's eyes.

Looking at the appearance of the zombie, Qin Hui hesitated and said, "He seems to be wise!"

Wu Zitong looked at the zombies jumping behind her, ignored the fearful eyes of the young people, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said to Qin Hui, "Ha ha, avoiding danger is a biological instinct. This zombie is not born, and it is normal to be strange. The most important thing is that he does not suck human blood, although this The statement looks strange, but it's good, isn't it?"

Qin Hui looked at the young people leaning against the door and the young man who had been bleeding by himself and said, "You did a good job today. Each of you gave ten yuan as a reward. However, you must pay attention to the safety issue. It is dangerous for this zombie. We deal with him as much as a tiger. Of course, if you want to succeed, you have to pay. You are all family. Don't let me down.

Listening to Qin Hui's words, the injured young man wrapped his arm in cloth and nodded fearly and said, "Boss, don't worry, we know what to do."

Qin Hui did not answer everyone's words, because loyalty is not so simple. Qin Hui feels that so far, as long as everyone has common interests, he will not force anything else.

Subsequent Qin Hui accompanied Wu Zitong to send the zombies to the basement and left the small building.

"Choo!" Qin Hui, who had just gone out, looked at the gas fireworks in the mountain doubtfully with the sound. This fireworks formed a line of big words in the sky, which said, "Fumo Mountain, ask for help, come to the rescue quickly." Qin Hui looked at this line of big blood-red characters and immediately thought of the Taoist priest who looked like the underworld and the giant gossip mirror like a shield.

"Fumo Mountain is as cold as cold as it is!" Qin Hui said the name in her mouth, and then went to the starting point of the fireworks. Of course, the reason why Qin Hui went there was not to defeat demons, but to see what had happened and whether there were zombies she had never seen before.

Qin Hui moved forward like a ghost on the tip of a big tree in the mountains and forests with amazing speed. Looking at the long-lost fireworks subtitles above his head, Qin Hui has a clear goal.

About ten minutes later, Qin Hui stood on the tree and saw the place where the signal was sent. There was a mess, and the ground was scattered with messy magic weapons, including mahogany swords, gossip mirrors, magic bells, five-e elements flags and some ropes. In the middle of more than a dozen corpses in Taoist uniforms, there was a big man sitting at this time. Qin Hui looked from his back and felt that it should be the cold one who had a relationship with him.

Qin Hui looked at the tragic scene in front of him, jumped directly down the tree, and fell in front of the big man with momentum.

Qin Hui, who fell in front of the big man, found that there was a broken giant gossip mirror scattered beside the underworld Taoist priest at this time. At this time, his clothes were full of blood and his face was pale. He was holding a sword engraved with charms and stabbing a disciple in blue.

Looking at Leng Ruohan's movements, Qin Hui asked doubtfully, "What are you doing?" What's going on here?"

Hearing someone speak, Leng Ruohan immediately looked at Qin Hui. And when he saw Qin Hui's figure, his pale and ferocious face squeezed out a stiff smile, "So it's you! I still remember you, you are the young man who is busy at night! It's fine, it's fine."

Listening to Leng Ruohan's words, Qin Hui asked doubtfully, "What's good?" What's wrong with you here? Why is the death and injury so serious?

After listening to Qin Hui's words, a trace of regret flashed in his cold eyes and said, "We went to catch zombies that day, but it was a pity that we took a step slower and finally let him run away. However, although I didn't catch up, my gossip mirror fixed his position. Unfortunately, I blamed the poor road for being too arrogant. As a result, in order to catch zombies in one step, it made me more famous. Instead of telling this, I came with my disciples overnight. As a result, they were poor and incompetent, and the disciples were also poor after such a long chase. As a result, after the match, I found that we were not the opponent of the zombie, which caused heavy losses to me in Fumo Mountain. With the words, Leng Ruohan burst into tears as he spoke.

Qin Hui listened and thought about the zombie with a long-life lock around his neck, nodded, then pointed to the body placed in front of him by Leng Ruohan and said, "It's the zombie named Wang Dali! But in this case, what are you doing?"

Leng Ruohan looked at the disciple's body, then inserted the sword into the chest of the body, and explained, "We were all bitten by zombies. Now the corpses are poisoned all over our body. If we don't use this rune sword to stab them, they will also become walking corpses."

After saying this, Leng Ruohan stood the sword in front of him and pleaded to Qin Hui, "I don't know if anyone else can see the barren mountains here, so I want to ask you to burn our bodies after our death, so that all hidden dangers can be eliminated."

Qin Hui looked at Leng Ruohan, who was full of death ambition, and couldn't help shaking her head and asked puzzledly, "You Taoist priests, kill demons, ghosts and zombies all your life. In the end, you died at the hands of zombies. What's wrong with you?

Leng Ruohan listened, looked at the starry sky above his head, and recalled, "Poverty Dao was born in the village at the foot of Fumo Mountain, and was lucky to be looked up by the master who went down the mountain to buy. In this way, I was able to kill demons and eliminate demons for the benefit of the people. I have killed countless demons in my life, and it is also a good place to die at the hands of zombies today.

"Hmm." With the words, Leng Ruo spit out a mouthful of blood, and then a black breath appeared on his face. Feeling the feeling from his body, Leng Ruohan pointed his sword at himself and said with a smile, "Poor and incompetent, today's demon subjuvenation is unfavorable, but he is poisoned by the corpse. In order not to humiliate me, today's poor road has to go first. After saying this, Leng Ruohan inserted the sword in his hand into his chest without hesitation. Then he fell to the ground with his eyes open.

Looking at the cold and dying, Qin Hui turned his head and saw that there were tragic Fumo Mountain disciples and broken magic weapons scattered on the ground. Looking at this scene like a battlefield, Qin Hui couldn't help sighing at Leng Ruohan's body, "Fumo Mountain, Leng Ruohan! What a great exorcism general, a Taoist pioneer!"